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same company at the Bar-side with "Jim" Blaine. Jim
had gone too far in his indulgence and he said something
which Flynn resented. Flynn intimated as much, where–
upon Blaine, who did not realize to whom he was talk–
ing, said something worse. And before he had quite got
it out of his mouth, Flynn's fist had landed under his
chin, and Blaine went down on the floor. There was a
hubbub, of course, but friends intervened, and by the
time the news of the scrap had drawn a crowd from all
parts of the lobby, Blaine had been hustled out; and
except that friends \yere saying, "Charlie, you served
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him right," and.offering to buy Flynn drinks, the excite–
ment had subsitled. However, for days the story was
told in the Bar with constantly increasing embellish–
ment.
BATTLE OF THE CHAMPAGNE
By no means was all the liquor consumed in that locality
swallowed in the Bar. Nor was the biggest fight that ever
took place in the hotel staged in that room. That honor
belonged to a great room used as a serving pantry to the
Grand Ballroom on the floor above. And the fracas came
near spoiling the
~.ig
banquet given by the
New Yorker
Staats Zeitung
in honor of Prince Henry of Prussia,
brother of the German Kaiser, _when he came to this
country early in
1902.
Long antedating, as it did, the
great struggle between the Germans and the French for
the possession of the champagne country and Rheims
during the Great War, it nevertheless deserves to be
known as the "Battle of the Champagne," for cham–
pagne began it. It was fought in an arena walled with
cases of "Mumm" and "Louis Roederer" and "Porn-
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